many people say a reader has lived thousands of lives before they die but a gamer lived in thousands of worlds, they died and have been reborn countless times, they found beauty at various planets, in many creatures but outside those special worlds there is one world they desperately try to escape... their own, a place which has gotten toxic over the years, so in order to survive they live their lives elsewhere somewhere only they can go, day in and out, and you might ask yourself isn't this exhausting, yeah but the fact that they get to escape one more day out of this and meet other great heroes out there keeps them going. And after all, isn't this a blessing on its own?
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Poetry
PoetryThoughts that flow like water in my mind are written down on a digitale device to let you be carried away. Call it poems, quotes. Call it what you want it to be called. See how people can think the same about something. Feel understood. Read them...
